Lyrics
Y'all tripping, Rizzy, turn this shit up
You ain't never had to (yeah, okay)
Rizzy got the heat
You ain't ever had to strap yo' nuts on
If she don't text you back
She probably getting fucked on
If you ever say
"It's up" you getting dunked on
She a freaky girl
Why the fuck you put the cuffs on?
She gon' suck the dick before
We fuck because it's mandatory
Turn his block to Call Of Duty
Camping in his territory
You can't fuck with us, boy
You ain't even in our category
Stop playing with the gang
Bitch, real ShittyBoyz shit, come on
Okay, life like a toilet
They be pissed 'cause that shit on me
I beat and picked his ass off
You can't pick on me mike Amiri tripping
He got way too many rips on me
Used to brick a lot
Now every shot I take a swish only
It's a lot of double cups in here
My babies pouring potions up
Lab pendants off the balaclavas
Bitches know it's us
How it's smoke with us? You can't
Afford the shit we rolling up
You can't hit the bitches that I hit, boy
You ain't GOAT enough
S Mode in the McLaren, finna drift some'
Brodie Deacon Jones for that sack
He gon blitz some' (Phew)
I'ma need a four to take a nap
I'ma tryna sip some (Phew-phew)
You can see the pole, that bitch attached
I'm tryna lift some'
(Tryna lift some', phew)
Take the mask off and walk
'em down bare face it's a dirty game
We ain't finna play the fair way
Overnight shippies
Jacks coming through the airway
(Through the airway, brrt) shit (Shit)
Casamigo got her in the bed like Riley Reid
(Damn) if balling was a crime then I
Would have my niggas free (My niggas)
I ain't gotta check the s yeah, bitch
(yeah, bitch)
I ain't gotta check the score
I know we in the lead (I know we in)
Can't nobody fuck with us
We like the damn Avengers (No cap)
Had to tell her how to do it, baby a beginner
(Okay) and she really cold as hell
She just like December (Damn)
I wouldn't even try bro
That boy got him a temper
Brodie run around with scripts, he
Don't know how to act, though
Bitch face pretty, tryna fuck
Her from the back, though
Dior on the pedal
Tryna see how fast the 'Cat go
Run it up, hit the set, blow it all and
(Phew) blow it all and stack more
Really hope that they don't
Think they shitting, bitch, we shat more
New bitch got that Fiji
In the kitty doing backstrokes
Stuck up than a bitch and got that shit
Must be a asshole
Out of town, tour time in the Benz Sprinter
(Skrrt) you better go and grab a helmet
I'm with head hitters
Only kicked the cup on accident, bitch
I'm a red spiller (Phew)
Shoutout to the Rex whipper, bitch, free unky
Caught an opp and turned his
Whitey-tighties into green undies (Sheesh)
This life shit up and down
You gon' need bungees (Damn)
Starting to think I'm kinda slow
All I think's money blue green and pink mo
Rizzy got the heat
Y'all tripping, Rizzy, turn this shit up
WRITERS
Stanley Williams, Royce Hearn, Darian Hamlet, James Johnson
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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